Woke to snow this morning. Remember, this is May and traditionally, we’re done with that shit by now. Oh well, in the midst of a drought, beggars can’t be choosers.
Woke to snow this morning. Remember, this is May and traditionally, we’re done with that shit by now. Oh well, in the midst of a drought, beggars can’t be choosers.
Winter weather advisory? IN MAY? Whose idea of a sick joke is this? After this weekend’s winds, I’m sick of weather. I want summer, NOW! Make it happen.
Despite the high winds, I took a short ride on my bike this afternoon. It was followed by a transfer of the bike from the storage units to my garage. THIS was a welcome change for me. It makes my future rides easier and more convenient.
I drove down the frontage road to Bernal and came back on the interstate. 20 miles from start to finish. Definitely not enough of a ride.
Cleaning the garage will be a multi day affair.
Well I have the first ATV loaded on my trailer, ready to go to SF for repairs. I’ll load and bring the other one the next day. They haven’t run in over a year because of the dry conditions and the resulting restrictions.
We hope to take them to Ouray or Moab this summer for some serious off-roading. I recently found a website that lists the most dangerous roads in the world by country. In the USA it’s amazing the number of the listed roads that Nina and I have traversed. I’m also amazed at the high number of those roads that are in Colorado. The website is dangerousroads.org if you wish to peruse it.
The IRS suspected a fishing boat owner wasn’t paying proper wages to his deckhand and sent an agent to investigate him.
IRS AUDITOR: “I need a list of your employees and how much you pay them”.
Boat Owner: “Well, there’s Clarence, my deckhand, he’s been with me for 3 years. I pay him $1,000 a week plus free room and board. Then there’s the mentally challenged guy. He works about 18 hours every day and does about 90% of the work around here. He makes about $10 per week, pays his own room and board, and I buy him a bottle of Bacardi rum and a dozen Budweiser’s every Saturday night so he can cope with life. He also gets to sleep with my wife occasionally”.
IRS AUDITOR: “That’s the guy I want to talk to – the mentally challenged one”.
Boat Owner: “That would be me. What would you want to know”?
Strange thing that The Glen Blog has very little actual Glen news. Well, today I’ll actually post some shit about me. Since I write about what happens with the family when I’m around to see it, I seldom think about my stuff.
Back to your regularly scheduled bullshit.